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something new?” Alec asked, while his fingers casually twirled the stem of his wine glass.
    When they both looked at her so unwaveringly, Rebecca couldn’t help wondering just what those words meant. Something new ? Her mind was going in all sorts of directions, though irrefutably returning to center on them.
    “I wouldn’t still be sitting here right now if I wasn’t,” she finally admitted, her voice soft as she looked down with heated cheeks. Let them put whatever they wanted to think into that.
    Alec seemed to nod in approval. “Being in the right frame of mind is a great way to start. Because you never can tell where tonight might lead.”
    Uh oh, thought Rebecca, head shooting up again to look first at Alec and Tristan. But their enigmatic expressions were hard to decipher. All she knew was that the sexual tension at the table just went up a few bars – in her case at least.
    What the devil is wrong with me , she wondered as she gulped drily and then reached again for her glass. At some point it had been refilled and she realized she’d lost count of how much she’d had to drink. Were they trying to somehow get her to lose her head – maybe end up doing something stupid?
    Since neither of them had actually made any kind of moves, she just couldn’t make up her mind what they were after. She only hoped her billowing attraction to them wasn’t too obvious. Because even with just talking and laughing with them over general topics like sports, their favorite TV shows and their tastes in music, it was all she could do not to leave her tongue hanging out, drooling. Did they have any idea how utterly, freakishly sexy they were?
    They probably did. And used it to their full advantage, Rebecca guessed. For all their charm, they could eat her for breakfast. Then she blushed again as the imagery of being eaten by either Alec or Tristan had her nipples going tight as currants.
    Focus, Rebecca. Focus . So what if you hadn’t had real sex in months? Now you can’t seem to keep your pussy from going into drip-mode just because you’re sharing an innocent evening with two very handsome gents.
    Innocent? Huh. The word ‘innocent’ and these two couldn’t be in the same sentence. They spelled out ‘SINFUL’ so loud it should be illegal.
    Good wine, good food, great conversation…and it seemed natural to actually stop being nervous and enjoy their fine company. After a couple of hours Rebecca could well describe her mood as mellow. Hmmm… She could totally get used to hanging out with two hot brothers that looked capable of sending a nun running for the confessional with her knickers on fire.
    Lust. That was all this was, Rebecca reasoned. Nothing more, nothing less. There was no shame in being attracted to both men at the same time, was there? And they’d as much as said they found her just as alluring. In fact…if she let her imagination run wild, she could actually believe they looked at her like she was theirs for the taking.
    Just like they knew that if they wanted; if they only had to make the slightest pursuit, she’d be powerless to do anything but surrender.
    Rebecca shuddered imperceptibly and shoved her nose in her wine glass, taking another heady sip. Shit. Wouldn’t do to get tipsy. She was already drunk in lust with these two; just a slight breeze would have her pussy dissolving in explosive spasms.
    If that wasn’t pathetic then she didn’t know what the hell was.
    She did feel a plunging sensation as they finished with dinner. She hated to think the evening might soon come to a close. She’d really had fun these past couple of hours with them, even though half the time she’d spent it daydreaming about what they looked like naked. Did that make her a freak? Because somehow, she couldn’t stop seeing them both, in bed – with her.
    Quickly, Rebecca warded that illicit vision from her mind. She may be horny as hell, but was she really that crazy? Well, considering that each time she looked up